"How can it be so big!"
A girl exclaimed in shock as she saw the scene in front of her.
Curious, her friends rushed over to see what had got her attention.To they were she was pointing at an enormous sandwich.A giant readymade sandwich on the plate.
It was a sandwich so big that it could easily feed the entire group.
In the group of friends was the guy named Alex, who was also speechlessly looking at her.
They were at first in the living room enjoying some games when they heard her.
Everyone thought it was something serious. Fortunately it was not the case. Everyone was relieved.
Alex was also relieved.
He, along with the others, returned to the living room and the gaming and drinking resumed again.
They enjoyed food and drinks, with some music. At last the party was over.
One by one, everyone started leaving. It was raining outside but he had brought his umbrella along.
With a final goodbye to others, he also left.
He was quite satisfied and happy; it has been a great time for him.The scenery was also beautiful. But
'It's raining a lot...'
Breathing Out slightly, he thought …..for some reason, the street lights were flickering a lot as he went by.
It was quite dark and the lights were flickering, but he still continued walking. He predicted that the rain won't be stopping anytime soon and it was better to reach home as early as possible.
Swish!
He heard some rustling sounds as he crossed the dark road, narrowing his eyes, he looked over and in that instant, his life flashed before his eyes as a missive truck sped up towards him.
The driver was out for some reason, maybe alcohol or something. A dangerous carelessness.
Unfortunately, Alex soon suffered the consequences of the driver's inappropriate action as the truck rammed into him.
(A moment of silence for our mc <° - °>)
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'I died. Shit! '
He was shocked beyond belief. At the moment, he was unable to see anything or do anything, it was as if he was nothing more than a ball of consciousness.Also he was unable to feel any intense emotions.
Suddenly, he felt as if something was tugging at him.
Initially, he didn't feel much but soon the tug became stronger and stronger.
It was as if someone was yanking him, trying to pull him somewhere.
And with such strong force, he had no choice but to be pulled wherever he was being taken to...
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"He is alive! I did it! I managed to save your boy's life."
After the midwife triumphantly said those words, the room fell silent.
The room was simple, open space with straw mat flooring. Sliding doors made of paper screens separated the room from the outside. Inside, low wooden tables were placed on the floor, surrounded by cushions for seating. The room was well-lit with soft, natural light filtering through the thin screens.
Pants of a woman echoed throughout the empty room—after all, the woman had just given birth.
The cries of the baby slowly ceased as the infant opened his small eyes, the world before him blurry, getting used to the light.
'HUH!?'
'Did I reincarnate?'
The baby thought, an expression of curiosity mixed with shock on his tender face.
He was a great reader of fantasy novels, he was familiar with this kind of setting too, he was just surprised that this fantasy of his turned into a reality.
He could not help but remember his family back in the previous life, and felt quite sad in his Heart.
'My family might be in too much of a shock...'
He pondered, his mind going to his caring mother who was always worried about him, truth to be told, he was a disabled person and had some vision problems.
But thanks to god's grace, it was not too hard on him and he could still perform daily tasks.
It was also because of this that he had to strain himself to spot the incoming truck in the night.
'I hope they don't feel too sad…'
He decided to not think much on this matter for now. Although he was sad, he also was excited about this scenario.
He looked around the room and felt that this room resembled the old-Japanese design.
It was quite an expensive house. But before he could think of anything more, he felt himself being lifted by the midwives and handed to a woman lying on a bed.
He observed her features and felt a chill.
The woman before him had short Silver hair with a pair of piercing blue moon eyes, she had a gorgeous face, with soft looking Pink lips and a button nose.
But her expression at the moment was cold as ice, he felt her eyes scanning him as if he was an object whose worth was being measured at the moment.
He didn't know why but he felt her eyes become colder and colder as seconds passed by, his heart stirred at the sight.
Although he felt a feeling of déjà vu when looking at her for some reason, at the moment, he did not think much of it.
He heard her say something, a cold monotone voice was all that sounded in the room as she expressionlessly commented.
"Trash."
'What!!'
His heart was beating fast.she was supposed to be a woman who had just experienced the pain of labor and birthed a child.Yet, he felt that she had no particular emotion towards him;she didn't even show an ounce of tiredness.
"Trash."
He heard her say; he could automatically understand her words for some reason.
His heart sank as he heard the word 'Trash'.
'Wait, I am not going to be killed, right? Just after I was born...?'
He panicked; he didn't want to be killed for being branded trash.
Of course, he didn't care about the woman either; it was fine if she did not like him for some reason, he held no strong feelings either. He already had a mother in his past life and the thought of suddenly accepting another woman as his mother was impossible.
But the situation now was peculiar, he was experiencing a crisis, praying that he won't be killed.
Knock Knock
At the moment, a small knock disturbed the eerily calm room.
"Speak."
The silver-haired woman commanded; her tone was even colder.
"Mistress , The Family Head wishes to know about the young master..."
It was a man behind the paper door; the flames of the candles reflected his shadow from the other side.
His tone was respectful, tinged with a bit of fear.
"Not worth it "